Our journey across the Yorkshire Dales was sublime. From as far back as Carlisle the electronic signage was warning us about horse drawn vehicles on the A66. What we discovered was a horse fair finishing up and on a couple of occasions, ploughing down the A66 and having to slow right down to an unnatural dual carriageway speed for a couple of horsess pulling an old romany caravan.
The rest of the journey was uneventful and we arrived at Caroline’s house in Wakefield at half past five and just in time for dinner; steak pie and veg was very welcome.
We got shown round the house, and the children’s the bedrooms and the sunflowers and the veg patch in the garden. We had a nicd evening catching up, two week’s after the wedding, and for us, an excellent way of easing ourselves back into normal life.
